Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Today's the Day...Maybe

Today should be the start of lambing season for Sheep Thrills Farm. The girls are uber-pregnant right now, with two showing signs that labor may be beginning soon. The first photo below is one I took about a month ago, right after shearing. It was obvious then the girls were all "with lamb".  Loki did manage to figure out what breeding season was all about.

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I am really looking forward to seeing what we get with this breeding from Loki. When I was researching his pedigree I noticed all his sire's first generation (called F1 generation when using artificial breeding) were white, but when I looked farther into the F2 generations offspring, all sorts of colors and spotting showed up. I know Loki carries spotting as he does have a mottled nose of black and pink as well as some sports, although small, on his face and ears. I am really hoping for a multitude of colors this year. That said I also realize Mother Nature has the final word no matter how I plot and plan.

Ewes live to be moms. They excel at mothering above any other creature I've known, humans too. They're OK with skipping a year, but give them the choice and they'd have litters of babies if they could. (Not unlike the Finn-sheep who do have litters) I can see in the girls' eyes that while they are at the very uncomfortable stage, each one is hoping for lambs to mother. I have to be on my toes that one ewe won't steal another's lambs, which has been known to happen. They just love those babies!

As soon as we get some lambs I will post a few "baby" pictures. The lambs haven't even hit the ground and I ready for lambing to be over with. As I wasn't sure if Loki could handle the job (I've always used full-grown rams before), and with the stress of the dog mauling attack in February, I wasn't sure we'd have any lambs here at all. But where there's a will, there's a way - and Loki most definitely found "the way".

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Rascal, on the other hand...could care less about lambs and more about sunshine.


nursedragon said...

I'm not sure that a cheerleader's skirt and pompons go with muddy barn boots, but I have all the accoutrement ready by my door in case the call comes. I've been practicing my lambing cheers to teach to the wethers (and Loki):

"Push 'em out, push 'em out, waaaaayyy out!"

"Drop a ewe, drop a ram, drop one more for Uncle Sam!"

"Peanuts, popcorn, onion soup! We want a ewe lamb,
boop boop de doop!"

With my abject apologies to anyone who raises sheep,


Michelle said...

Are they here yet? Are they????

Leigh said...

Way to go Rascal! Uncle Rascal is doing the same at the moment, after a long early morning stint staring down little holes in the ground in hopes that something cat-worthy will pop out of them.

Waiting for lambs sounds more fun than waiting for Christmas. Your audience is standing by with baited breath!

Tammy said...

Kathy, Kathy, Kathy!! Post pictures quick! I'm dying to see 'em here. It's been a long two year wait. And spots to boot! Woohooo! AND an ewe lamb. That's something different, huh?? ;-) I'll be checking back every five minutes, so please hurry..... (no pressure here of course!)

Sharon said...

Cats find the darndest places to sleep, don't they. I recognize the bottle on the window sill. You must be getting ready to plan something, perhaps it's wishful thinking?